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Light – a renga with Jane

dawn’s faint hoursqueezes in heart-run veinslight in every limb
­ a blood-red sun banishing
­ remains of nightmares and dreamsmorning lightthe sound of waveson your sleeping face
­ ghostly fingers caressing
­ the beaches of memorytideslight comes and goesas ocean
­ breadth of sky and salty depths
­ embrace on the horizona range of lightmorning colors flowout of the high Sierras­ scattering from a crystal
­ a myriad of rainbowslight touchingwhere only rain goestrespassing­ warm kisses on lips and skin
­ become slow saturationwithout lightsthe brightness of a blue skyfull of stars
­­ holes torn in the canopy
­ to let infinity in